Lyrics:
featuring Blake see Jay Z Mr. Bristal
[Blake C]
What you sayin'?
Roc A Fella (uh huh)
Gener al (uh huh)
B.I.G. (right on)
can't stop
Yeah the girls are in the back blastin' that good ol hip-hop
Call up some friends disturb the peace
Play a smash by Jaz or Jay-Z's dope
I'm still thinkin fuck that (fuck, that)
For money, niggas murder what they close to (get this nigga)
Entire families these mother fuckin' ghost you
I don't give an ounce what y'all say
I'll bounce with Beyonce
Meet Jay-Z in the hallway
Instead of being Ali
I'll be Alay
Now all we gotta do is carry
Every Trump and Clinton
I don't give an ounce what y'all say
I'll bounce with Beyonce
Meet Jay-Z in the hallway
Instead of being Ali
I'll be Alay
Now all
I’m going crazy
Can you blame me?
I’m not Jay Z
But all you ladies
Y’all can hate me
I been acting shady
Been an animal lately
But you can’t tame me
Can
on!
The song changes to: Jay-Z - Takeover
ROC, we runnin' this rap shit
Memphis Bleek, we runnin' this rap shit
B mac, we runnin' this rap shit
Uptown Don kill a base and I murder treble
Floyd Mayweather imma Champ on a different level
Ice cream paint on ma car with a icy bezel
40z and shorties 40z
the sound of this
Guy on stand by jay-Z's half the reason why
Poor poets are held at bay
Lyrics sharp as a ginsu for you
And other people to sway
Back
I'm getting by with my wicked ways
I'm loading up and I'm taking names
I wanna dig my way to hell
I wanna dig my way to hell
I'm getting by
a boss from baby
Dem times there I was slim like Shady
I was the yute wid big lips like Jay Z
Now I’ve got gyal wid big back like Jay Z
Big gun with a kick
Big body Benz truck, illegal black tints
Five large letters, can't see your name have to squint
I'm Jay without the Z, they following my blueprint
my ill thoughts
There's a bomb that's stuck in my head, I always hear it go "tic toc"
I feel like the crazy monster created by Alfred Hitchcock
Murder
Jay to Z
I rock and roll like butter bread
My lover somewhere looking for me
I wish I was there instead
Old before I'm newly wed
In search of aid like
out they body
Murder One in this shit
My heart cold, the stock fold
This ain't no Mobb D and Jay-Z
This the one flip back to K Street
That cutter came
Yeah, yeah, Cowboys, Cowboys
P.O.C. Cowboys
Yeah, grab your 4'4
Grab your Dirty Harry
Get on your horse
Live by the gallop all through the whole
chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka-chicka Slim Shady
Jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga-jigga like Jay-Z
Jig is up, you fuckers who didn't write anything
Are getting washed now, chicka-chicka-chicka,
Without it I'd be lost
This music is my only therapy
(Real)
But some of it is embarrassing
And I just care too much not to sing
How'd we go from Jay Z
Yeah
So I keep a dollar on my mental
Certified by myself, fuck credentials
I was there for myself
When there wasn't nobody to vent to
Yeah, but lately
comin', no I'm not Jay-Z
Too many n*ggas hate me, but they scared to face me
This ain't a movie dog, nope, not Waist Deep
I'm not an actor, but I'll show
I'm getting by with my wicked ways
I'm loading up and I'm taking names
I wanna dig my way to hell
I wanna dig my way to hell
I'm getting by
Let everyone know yeah
Murder was the case
Yeah
Shoot on sight shoot on sight
Shoot on sight there's a killer
On the loose and his name is Jay
Pay 580 for blow, better believe I have 1160 to show
My dough flip like Tae-Kwon
Jay-Z the icon, baby, you like Dom?
Maybe this Cristals'll change
Pay 580 for blow, better believe I have 1160 to show
My dough flip like Tae-Kwon
Jay-Z the icon, baby, you like Dom?
Maybe this Cristals'll change
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